Gay Romance Box Set ( M/M Romance ) *** ON SALE ***

Enjoy this MM gay romance box set by best-selling author T.L Stowe

This Box Set Includes:
Point of View
Wild West
Boyfriend Experience
Partners

Excerpt from Partners:

He was leaving already? He'd been sitting with his eyes closed, trying to think of something to say, other than what wanted to come out. He wanted to do something really stupid. He wanted to ask his friend if he could kiss him. But now Alex was saying he was leaving, and Rick sure as hell hadn't expected that.

"Why?" Rick heard the disappointment in his voice and tried to mask it quick with a smartass comment. "Got a hot date waiting?"

When Alex just shook his head, the half-hearted grin he'd given faded. What the hell was this tension? They'd never been tense around each other before. Whatever he'd been expecting Alex to say, it wasn't what came next.

"No. Rick, do you know why I wasn't interested in Gloria?"

His confusion showed clearly, even in the dim light. "Yeah. Shit, the woman was pushy as hell."

When Alex shook his head again, Rick just waited, sensing his friend was going to talk, but needed a second to do it.

Jesus, was he really about to do this? Alex couldn't even blame the beer, but he knew that he was. He had to. He took a deep breath, looking his friend in the eye.

"She could have been the sexiest, sweetest woman in the world and it wouldn't have made a damn bit of difference." He took another steadying breath and spit it out. "Rick, I'm gay." He waited tensely for the moment when his best friend would look at him in disgust, wondering if he was about to be ordered out, or... When all Rick did was stare at him, he sighed again and stood. "Don't worry man, I know my way out." He was about to say something along the lines of not blaming him if he wanted to find another partner when Rick stopped him, saying his name softly again. Alex turned back to him, trying to read his face in the low light.

Well that explained a lot, was Rick's first disjointed thought. A man looking like him, living alone, never seen him on a date, he never talked about any women... When it hit him that Alex was leaving, Rick couldn't move, but he couldn't let him leave either.

"Alex, wait."

He saw him watching him, waiting, and tried to say something, but for a minute his throat was locked and all he could do was look back up at his friend intently. Finally all he could get out was, "I didn't know". But thoughts and half realized instincts were flying through his head too fast for Rick to sort them out. When all Alex did was nod silently, Rick tried to blame the beer in his system for making him stand, but he knew it was a lie. He was stone sober and scared shitless.

Neither one of them seemed able to move for a minute - the tension in the air around them seemed to simmer. He thought Alex looked like he was waiting for him to punch him or something. It was the ‘or something' that had his palms sweating. With Alex's admission something had coalesced in Rick, filling him with a need to act that was too strong to ignore. When he took a step closer to his friend, he saw him tense and wanted to tell him to relax, but couldn't.

"Okay, you can beat the shit outta me for this if you want," he murmured instead. He then took the last step, closing the distance between them and raised a hand to curl it around Alex's neck, tugging him closer.